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mother’s day mishap

Is it really the thought that counts? I sure hope so, because my little mother’s day gift this year got somewhat thwarted. I baked two cute zucchini loaves, one to send to my own mother and one to send to my good friend, Reva — the first friend of mine to become a mother.

Reva is an amazing mother to her two adorable, smiley, fun-loving sons. I could talk about Isaac and Ely (to whom I am Tante Gayle), but today is all about celebrating how amazing their mom is. Because Reva’s birthday always falls close to Mother’s Day (and that of her kids), I wanted to make sure that she gets the full attention she deserves.

Reva and I met during the first few weeks of medical school and became fast friends. I mean, come on, we met on a train traveling from Philadelphia to New York! The most telling story I have about her is that she was the only person to be honest with me when she didn’t like one of my boyfriends. It take real guts to tell someone something she doesn’t want to hear.

So, I packed up my little zucchini loaves in wrapping appropriate for each special woman – wax paper and black tulle for Reva (she’s always been a bit of a health nut, which for some reason I associate with wax paper; and black for NY); green for my mom because it’s one of her colors and a little extra box of notecards that match.

And I went to the post office to overnight them on Friday, excited for the surprise each would receive on Saturday – Reva on her birthday, my mom one day before mother’s day. Alas, I was the one who was surprised with 2 notices on my door Saturday afternoon letting me know that both packages were attempted to be returned to me. I could not clear this up on Saturday because though the notices said that the packages would be available after 5:30, the post office closes at 5. Yup – our tax dollars at work, ladies and gentleman.

Off to the post office I trotted today to fix the dilemma. Turns out the two packages were returned for insufficient postage (I inadvertently used the flat rate for flat envelopes rather than the flat rate for small boxes <sigh>). I had to double my expenditure to send my packages again and hope that the loaves will arrive fresh and not moldy.

Well, ladies, my apologies. Next time I’ll hand deliver. Clearly a trip to Maryland is due.

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Zucchini bread and notes arrived safely at the door this morning. Yummy and beautifully wrapped in green, a great spring color!! I had some zucchini bread this afternoon with a fresh small pot of espresso coffee. Thanks for sending it again —
anniesez

Arrived today — yum! Ely and I are planning on having for breakfast tomorrow; we’ll see if Isaac is feeling adventuresome enough to try it. If not, more for me!! Thank you for sending it and for your very sweet, touching post. Yes, a trip to MD is overdue!

Ladies – glad the zucchini bread (finally) made it safe and sound and that it was good enough to eat.

Annie – glad you liked the wrapping, bread, and note cards.

Reva – I can’t believe that Isaac stole the spotlight on your day, but hopefully his broken arm will not spoil his appetite. I know you’ll share, but feel free to eat the whole loaf yourself! Yes, my MD visit is long overdue.